Oi chyya to kraina hata, cy ne moho svata?
Kukurudzy ny sapani, divka yak harmata.
Kukurudzy ny sapani, a znyva nadhodi.
Ta nai nashi kukurudzky nysanani rodi.
Ta nai rodi, ta nai rodi, my budim kosyty,
Ta budim my stylu nenku v koshnycu nosyty.